Before her death, Xia Wan has seen her own family being set up and killed, her beloved recognizing the wrong person as his savior, and their engagement party! Even her upperclassman had run a blade through her chest, snarling spitefully, "Xia Bing will have everything with your death! It was Xia Bing again! She stole all of Xia Wan's accomplishments and her lover's, but wanted her dead as well! And yet, Xia Wan could not say a word against her! However, when she thought that her death was inevitable, Xia Wan was reincarnated to a day 18 years ago, when her whole family was still alive and before all tragedy began! This time, she swore that she will have her family stay safe, healthy and happy. Insincere skanks trying to stop her? She slapped them until they cry! Scumbags wanting to date her? Xia Wan: Sorry, you're too ugly. After chasing off everyone and finally earning some peace, Xia Wan was going to sleep when someone knocked on her door. She opened it to find her beloved from the last life!"Do I happen to fit your type?" The sight of his white shirt and slightly bared chest left Xia Wan clutching her bleeding nose. Xia Wan: Men are too sexy in a white shirt! This is against the rules! A certain man: That doesn't matter. Bringing my wife home is more important!

The Divine Healer Gets a Divorce after Reincarnating!

Xia Wan clearly did not believe Wen Shu's words. "Don't think I'm unaware of your sneaking around near my family's shop for the past several days!"

Xia Wan had intended to scare him, but unexpectedly, it turned out that he indeed had a premeditated plan!

"What were you really up to, lurking around my shop?" Xia Wan's anger flared, "Is my parents' disappearance related to you in any way?"

"How can you be so dense, woman!" Wen Shu retorted in frustration, "I have nothing to do with your parents being taken away!"

"How do you know they were taken away?" Xia Wan quickly spotted the flaw in Wen Shu's statement.

"I... I..." Wen Shu's eyes shifted nervously, forgetting the pain in his hand.

Xia Wan grabbed his hand, twisting the silver needle still embedded in it.

"Ah! Stop! It hurts! Don't move!" Wen Shu cried out, his other hand suspended in the air, not daring to touch Xia Wan.

A Lesson